The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 638 She's Your Sister

Grant knew that Nicole must have wanted to take this opportunity to bleed Eric dry.

He looked at Eric and said in a flat voice, "Mr.

Ferguson, I'll transfer you the money later."

Nicole was stunned.

Eric's eyebrows tightened. "No need, since it's an event, it should be impartial."

Grant frowned and wanted to say that Nicole and Clayton were not a couple, so they did not qualify.

However, Eric lowered his eyes and let out a low chuckle.

His voice was deep. "What's more, I should waive her bills."

Eric prayed for this opportunity.

Nicole and Grant were speechless.

At that moment, Logan came in with a tray of dishes that were all according to the three bosses' tastes.

Midway through the meal, Nicole received an urgent phone call and left the table.

Eric and Grant were left in the room, staring at each other. They barely had an appetite facing each other, but out of courtesy, no one proposed to end the meal and they both insisted on finishing their food. They were both courteous, easy-going, and cordial.

Grant asked, "Mr. Ferguson, you seem to have something against Mr. Sloan?"

Eric wiped his mouth slowly, moving in a very refined manner.

"There are always some flies around Nicole that have bad intentions, so I have to watch out for her."

'When necessary, kill them!' Eric thought.

Grant could not help but laugh. 'He's straightforward.'

"My sister is beautiful, rich, and has a good personality, so naturally, many people are chasing her!"

Grant was very proud of his sister and brought it up.

Eric's eyes sank. The corners of his lips hooked up into a cold arc.

"Yes, I have to stand guard over her."

Grant's smile stiffened. 'He wants to stand guard over Nicole? Until every suitor runs away?'

"Right. After all, both our companies have reached an unprecedented level of cooperation. We should all look out for each other."

The lunch was awkward, but luckily, both men have gone through so much and have encountered more uncomfortable situations than this.

If the person sitting opposite was not his brother-inlaw, Eric would have run out of patience and left long ago.

After the meal, Grant politely sent Eric to the door without any fault.

"Mr. Ferguson, we should play golf sometime when there's an opportunity."

Grant was just being perfunctory.

Eric paused for a moment. "Okay, Big Brother."

Grant's face stiffened. He then laughed. "Since you call me Big Brother, Nicole is your sister too, so you have to bear with it if she does anything to offend you in the future." Eric choked for a moment. His smile was not so pleasant anymore.

Grant waved at Eric. "Goodbye."

When Eric sat in the car, the driver carefully looked at his expression.

"Mr. Ferguson, should we go back to the office?"

Eric closed his eyes and let out a faint "mm" without another word.

The phone rang inappropriately.

Eric did not even look at the caller ID before picking it up.

Keith's voice with a hint of sympathy and fluke

reached Eric's ears. Eric felt that Keith deserved a good beating.

"Ferg, you guys didn't make up yet, huh? Unprecedented cooperation? Nicole is really a business whizz to even think of this. She saved a lot o n endorsement fees and marketing costs. Can you ask her to model our products too?"

Eric's face instantly sank. He reached out to wipe his lips. "Do you want to die?"

Through the phone, Keith could already imagine how glum Eric's face was at this time.

Keith dared not to go overboard and sighed.

"Women are just too much. Livia told me before that she wanted to get a marriage license with me, but now she even blocked me. How can she just go back on her word like this?"

Eric was not in the mood to listen to Keith's long-winded chatters and hung up on him.

After some thought, he picked up his phone and dialed a foreign number. His voice was deep.

"Give me a breakdown on the projects that Clayton

Sloan has on hand now."